Poem January 27, 1986 Issue

Gathering the wheat

M. BETH KELLAM

BURN YOUR TARES Mind said
All right I know I must

Past experiences began to pour
So many to be grateful for

And then with awe I saw
That where I thought I'd failed
Were actually the greatest victories of all

Just as Daniel felt no harm in the lions' den
And his three companions no fiery end

For me, when much-needed support suddenly disappeared
A higher, more excellent way appeared

M. BETH KELLAM

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